#And you will be like “but why so soon?” well bc is a short fanfic hah-

[idkanna-more]

IM THE HAPPIEST RN!!!

I finished the first chapter of my fanfic and I'm SO PROUD!!! AAAA :DDD✨

not gonna upload it rn tho! Im gonna wait some days while starting writing chapter 2!

Probably gonna delete this later but I just wanted to share my HAPPYNESS!!!! WOOOOOO‼️‼️

(gonna start randomly adding gifs of him bc why not heuehheheh also the fanfic is of him so why not add him cus of that too huh?)

[vamphrrr]

Hi!! i loved your tough love fanfic of clarisse! so i decided to ask if you can make a clarisse la rue , (aphrodite child) reader, but she’s not some normal teenager… she’s a princess if you get what im saying??? lets say that aphrodite dated a princess and had a child with him before she left, and so that’s where reader grew up, no one knew that the reader was a princess u til she told clarisse, she was really worried clarisse was gonna hate her but clarisse is like “Woah me mad at you? no way” and clarisse supports her! (Including some kissing, flirting, it would be super nice if the reader was shorter the clarisse probably up to her chest like in the tough love fanfic!)

notes ; omgggg this is so cute!! i’m so glad u liked my last fic i was nervous about posting 😭. also i’ll be making clarisse call reader princess too now knowing SHE IS ONE! they’re already dating in this. i used the same banner bc i’m too lazy to create new ones based on plot LMAO. i wrote this so soon but sometimes if anyone requests it might take me a couple of days bc of school and stuff! think i went a little overboard with this one. i should probably start counting how much i write lol.

%% are you mad?

in which your super attractive girlfriend finds out the secret you’ve been hiding from her for so long. also, she accidentally meets your dad.

— clarisse la rue x f!aphrodite!reader

warnings ; reader has doubts, tall & buff clarisse / short reader (again), flirty!clarisse flirty!clarisse, a little angst?, kissing, two swear words, flustered reader (oh how the turned tables), ooc clarisse? (i’m never sure if i write her right), one suggestive thought in the first paragraph (nothing happened tho!). a little too much background i think… too much father, did my daddy issues come out? made reader’s dad a king bc plot reasons, maybe more emotional than requested srry😭

You couldn’t believe you were doing this. Sneaking off from your girlfriend’s warm bed in the middle of the night. For a minute, you wondered how’d that look to anyone watching. A girl hastily running from a cabin that she very obviously did not belong in, a long shirt —it was Clarisse’s— accompanied by small shorts, (which were not visible might you add). Oh and how could you forget, you were barefoot. Who’s bright idea was that? Oh, yeah, yours. Why?

Gods were you cold. Should’ve brought a jacket, you thought.

The bottom of your feet hurt, stepping on rocks and sticks and who knows what else would do that to you. Next time, you would definitely bring hiking boots or something. And a jacket. In the forest, you were far away from anybody that might disturb you. Pulling Clarisse’s shirt up until your shorts were visible, you dug your hand inside the pocket, meeting with a drachma. You approached the round well, splashing water mist being met with sunlight from below, creating a rainbow.

How? It was the middle of the night. Why was the sun inside? You decided not to think about it.

This well was old, dirty from not being used much. See, not many people knew about it. Apparently, it was for those that needed to talk to somebody reallyyyy privately, that’s why it was hidden in the forest, only appearing at night. You weren’t sure how that worked, but you stumbled upon it a couple of years back when you were being chased by wood nymphs for being out at night. They found you, obviously. Punishment was not escapable and you ended up having to clean the stables the day after you got your nails done. Yuck.

Now here you were again, this being the only place where you could speak to your father without anyone finding you. It’s not that you were embarrassed of him per say, it was that you really didn’t want anyone to know that you were a royal. I mean, how ironic was that? A daughter of Aphrodite, a Princess? Forget it. You’d get made fun of for the rest of your life. You especially didn’t want Clarisse to know. She was your girlfriend yes, and this was something very important that you needed to tell her about, but you weren’t sure how’d she react. You knew she wouldn’t make fun of you like others would, but you didn’t know if dating a literal Princess was too much of a deal breaker for her.

Being with a royal was too stressful, there was so much that they’d get criticized for and so little people that they’d be accepted by. Your dad was a King with many past lovers, Aphrodite included. The people loved her, I mean, who wouldn’t? But then she was gone, disappearing the same night she gave birth to you. Your dad knew of her, of this. He knew she’d be gone by the time the sun rose. Yet, he did nothing. Who was he, than just a mortal man? He could not stop a goddess from leaving.

He got with others after that, your dad had a lot of love to give. Maybe that was something that attracted your mother to him. Public lovers were not taken well, the people respected the King, sure, they just didn’t respect his partners. Constant judging, constant eyes following their every move, constant hatred being thrown, constant stress on their shoulders. In the end, they could never take it. Running away or completely disappearing seemed to be something they all had in common. Your father had to give up on love, small secret romances blossomed for a while, but never enough for it to go public.

That is why you were so scared to tell Clarisse of your status. She was smart, she’d realize being with you would not be worth the hassle. She’d leave you just like everyone else left your father. Clarisse was the love of your life, you don’t think you’d be able to handle it if she left.

You threw the drachma in, calling for the rainbow goddess to let you see your father.

“Dad,” you said, once the back of his head was visible.

He jumped, turning around. “Oh! My dearest daughter, you scared me.” He laughed a bit, looking at you with such soft eyes it almost made you cry. “Why are you Iris messaging me at this hour? Isn’t it time for you to be resting?”

You swallowed, a sudden knot appearing in your throat. “I just needed someone to talk to.” Playing with the ring around your finger that Clarisse gave you for your one year anniversary, you choked out. “I have this amazing girlfriend, she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me here at camp and—” You stopped talking, taking a small breath, not noticing the familiar figure of Clarisse standing a couple of feet behind you. “—and I’m scared to tell her that I’m not who she thinks I am. That I’m not this girl that just so happens to be a daughter of Aphrodite. I love her so much and I want to tell her about you. I want to bring her to you in person because I want the two people I love the most to meet. But how do I do that when I haven’t even told her I’m a Princess and that the only way you two could meet is if I took her to our royal palace?”

Your father widened his eyes, not expecting his little girl to burst out her feelings just like that. He sighed, glancing behind your shoulder. “If this girl you love so much really loves you like you do her, she wouldn’t care about your status.” Staring at who he assumed was your girlfriend behind you, he continued. “She wouldn’t care that you hid this from her. Instead, she’d try to see it from your point of view.” Moving his eyes away from Clarisse, he looked at you, eyes squinting in light mischief. “You should tell her, she’ll understand. I love you.” Is all he said, before he was gone.

You’re left staring at a rainbow, your dad nowhere in sight. Suddenly, a branch broke from behind you. Turning around quickly, heart beating rapidly, you’re met with the eyes of your girlfriend. You immediately let out a gasp, not knowing she was there.

Clarisse speaks up. “You’re a Princess?”

You felt your mouth dry up. With wide eyes, you respond. “Please don’t hate me! I didn’t know how to tell you!” Walking closer to her, you reached your hands out, grabbing one of her own with both of yours. “Please, you have to understand. I didn’t want this to ruin us.”

She stayed silent.

Silence was haunting, especially coming from Clarisse, someone who was always provoking people and boasting loudly everywhere. You gulped, with lips shaking you asked, “A-are you mad?”

She lets out a huff. Was something funny? Was she annoyed? Angry? Did she not care at all? Those were the questions running through your mind. You’d find out the answers soon enough.

“Woah,” she shook her head, letting you see the slight amused smile on her face. “Me? Mad at you? No fucking way.” She reached her free hand towards your face, moving away the strand of hair that fell slightly over your eye. “It just… surprised me s’ all.”

You let out a breath, relaxing and putting your head against her chest. “Thank the gods, I thought you were going to break up with me or something.”

Reaching out again, she placed her forefinger below your chin, raising your head to meet her eyes. “How could I ever break up with someone so beautiful?” She leaned down, your lips grazing against each other’s. “Why would I leave when I can now be your knight in shining armor?” Closing the distance, your eyes fluttered shut. Butterflies were in your stomach just like the first time you two ever kissed. Without your lips separating, she put one arm around your waist, the other grabbing below your thighs, hoisting you up.

“Ah!” you screamed, separating your lips, not expecting it.

Clarisse smirked, seeing you get flustered. “You don’t have any shoes on.” You pouted, putting your arms around her neck so you wouldn’t fall while she walked back (not that she would let you fall off in the first place). “Didn’t think I’d notice, did you, princess?” Teasingly, she used the pet name, now knowing how much truth was behind it.

You whined, pressing your face against her neck. “You’re so unfair. I’m supposed to be the one flustering you.”

“Awe, the princess is mad,” she cooed, letting her lips touch the tip of your ear. “You want me to get on one knee and apologize?”

Clarisse laughed when you let out a loud groan, hitting her lightly on the chest. Smiling, she knew the only way she’d ever leave you was if she was six feet under. And even then, she’d find a way to get back to the land of the living just to be by your side.

The only things heard in the dead of night were the grasshoppers, chirping their little melodies into the darkness. That was until you muttered sleepily, letting out a yawn. “I love you.”

Clarisse repeated after you. “I love you.” Feeling your eyes fluttered close, she followed it with an almost silent “goodnight.”

Now that you were asleep, she felt panic slowly rise, steps quickening to reach the Ares cabin faster. She could only think about two things now.

Holy shit, she’s a Princess. Oh my gods, I met her dad.

[ixiot-ghostrebel]

Ik this is more on the vague side, but ever since i read ur Irminsul headcannons about the reader in Imposter!SAGAU I got this idea, what if:

The reader could just remove info about themselves in the big tree lol - i mean, Scarab did it before might as well try it, no?

Irminsul itself might let us in without the permission of Nahida so we could go in undetected

Since looking through the memories of Irminsul might be like exploring an endless library, as long as you set your mind to it, you'd be able to find that info, like for example:

Memories about the "Creator"

Now, by now, you already know what I'm getting at, right?

Once reader finally figures out how to erase stuff by trying removing certain minor parts of Irminsul, they try to erase the entire memory of the "Creator" ever existing

Not as in like, they would forget that you were the Creator or that one exists, nor what they look like, but just the horrible memories and basically everything that the "Creator" did/made

But now, one would wonder, what would happen now?

I'd guess that, since the "Creator" is believed to love everyone, why is the one on the throne ruling and acting so... Tyrannical?

In my opinion, I feel like a rebellion would ensue sooner or later

But then, since Scarab lost his own memories when he removed himself from Irminsul, wouldn't that also mean the same thing for the "Creator" themselves?

Anyways, feel free to procrastinate and take your time on my take on reader being able to remove info on Irminsul hehe (bc honestly I'd also do that lmao)

Signing off, 🐱 Anon

WE GOT A 🐱 ANON NOW, BOIS—OPEN THE CURTAINS, OPEN THE LIGHTS! CUE THE CLAPPING AND CHEERING AUDIO TRACKS!—

Alright I'm done making a fuss about that lol—here's the headcanon/jot note version of a oneshot of everything that happens since my motivation was running low on oneshots/short stories.

Disclaimers: N/A

Reader Has Entered Irminsul...

Reader is in their Hunted Arc rn, getting chased by all of Teyvat under the "Creator's" orders. They keep running and running and running...

They're getting tired, and they soon find themselves in a dead end. They think of all the places they haven't been to yet: the desert of Sumeru, Inazuma, Mt. Aocang, Mt. Hulao, Wuwang Hill, irminsul—

Yeah, you guessed it. Just by thinking of irminsul, Reader has made it to the big 'ol Tree of Knowledge :D

Reader is shocked—surprised. But not for long—because they start to panic. They aren't sure if Nahida was on their side or not, like what the sagau fanfics say.

In fact, Reader is mainly scared that she already knows they're here.

That is, before the Reader feels a sudden urge to make it to the Tree of Knowledge. As if irminsul is calling for them specifically. They're weary of what this all means, but at the same time, intrigued.

It was the first time they felt like this. So, naturally, they followed what their gut was telling them, hoping that they won't regret this decision.

Reader gets close to the tree, surprised that they managed to make their way to it without requiring access from Nahida or even getting lost just to navigate the route to get there.

The moment they touch irminsul's trunk, however, the Reader feels a sudden blast of information, as if Teyvat itself is giving them the resources to know what to do.

By the time Nahida feels something from irminsul and she arrives to see what's up, it's too late. The Reader's already made the change.

All tyranny of the "Creator" was erased. None of it happened. Not once, not ever. The Palace of the Creator was never created, the Imposter themself never took on any throne...nothing.

Reader comes back to Mondstadt, hoping that what they did worked.

It did. No one remembers what the Creator looks like. There was no Imposter impersonating them. Reader was free.

They were free! They did it! They could travel the entire world now without risking getting killed! They could finally find a portal home!

Except...they forgot the Traveler existed. But even the Traveler is glad there is no more tyranny.

Andd, that's all I got! Sorry if it's short lol—I ran out of ideas for this :') I hope it's okay for y'all.

See you all around! :D

Ghost Rebel Side Notes: So, as I've been writing this, I'm going to give you guys a little update on something that you all really enjoyed in the past.

So, you know "Forever In My Hold" and "A Path Beyond Hope" oneshots? Yes, this is regarding of the little series that has been created. I have decided that I will be making a Part 3, but it will take a very long while. And it will be the LAST PART of the series. I just can't find the motivation to continue it longer.

Also: Should I do a remake of Live or Die? It's a very old writing of mine, back when I first began this blog. I'm not sure if y'all want to read it, but idk if I want to make a remake. Please let me know :)

[macaronnya]

Since everyone and their mom are releasing their frustations regarding PB's newest update, I'm also gonna give my 2 cents. In short, I'm not angry but sad and disappointed. The game is doomed to end and I can't even do anything about it.

Like, What in hell is bad is so silly and fun. The premise is interesting, the characters are all fun and intriguing, the character designs are even more amazing with how unique and cool they are. I didn't mind the sometimes wonky translations and the, in the beginning, slightl difficulty in getting L cards, not even when they announced the 3 month rule, because it was worth it for me. I like it, I could still experience the world through the stories. I cared about the characters.

This kinda game lives and dies through their story and characters. If the players don't get attached and don't care for them, then it's over. It's why events and merchandise work. You get more about the characters, lore and collectables, in a limited time frame so you wanna work hard. And if there's limited stuff you gotta pay for, that's ok bc you really really like them through all the times you've read about them.

But it's simply impossible to do that now. It's been a while since chapter 5 got released. The last event story was really short and scarce between the release of new gachas and nightmare passes. You need L cards AND their corresponding artifact to read the whole card story. How am I able to read anything? How can I come to care for everyone when I barely get to know them?

You could say, well it's a small company; they need money and more time to get work done. Well, Cheritz was also small but they managed Mystic Messenger just fine (I'm gonna leave The Ssum bc I'm out of touch). Isn't it easier to make a player fall in love with the game so much they want to pay for it regardless of financial sitiation, than to solely rely on the wealthier players? A game is also dependent on the community but what community is left if only whales can play the game? The games' content is already scarce so fans gotta entertain themselves. Well, what about the fanartists, fanfic writers, cosplayers, lore analysts, the yappers, the incomprehensible ones? They're gonna be gone. And soon after the game.

I'm gonna unlock the remaining stories from my L cards but after that....I don't know anymore....🥲

[thatdeadaquarius]

(my first thought after the stone tablet ask)

The acolytes watching their creator burn all their written stories and fanfiction out of embrassment after realizing they can never write something legible to tyvat's citizens:

PLEASE- I LIVE AND BREATH TEYVAT NOT HAVING GOTTEN INTO THEIR NOVEL ERA YET BC I JUST LIKE TO THINK THEY DO STUFF BACKWARDS FROM US

Gif is literally any teyvat person who sees u with ur writing book out 💀 (bc no computers :P)

For reference i think they mean this one

OK BUT WAS WAITING ON SOMEONE TO REPLY WITH THIS MEME AT SOME POINT BC IT FITS SO MANY POSTS ON MY BLOG SO WELL LMAOO

tbh writing and other creative talents r my fav (besides language obv) to explore in sagaus

like bc its such a cool connection to the OG concept of sagau (actually being a video game that's just self-aware part)

like if them being a video game/creation is their whole livelihood, id think other creative skills would matter a lot to the citizens of Teyvat/allogenes

visual art like drawing/sculpting seen as most lifelike magic or something to them, so like anything u draw kinda comes to life in teyvat

writing is literally like the magic lifeblood of their planet (lines of code? like maybe thats why) and also bc it can be read by anyone

im abt to post smth abt that soon, abt how if we take teyvat this way, they literally have never read/seen a full-length novel (just really small short stories really)

so ur fanfics must seem like CLASSICS LMAO (ur 50k unfinished angst fanfic is like a webtoon for scholars and romance readers alike bc "its a romantic epic this is incredible your majesty!"💀)

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tysm for the ask!! sorry i didnt see this sooner, some asks get flooded out by the longer ones T-T srry again!

tysm for the meme too, hehe theyre my fav gift from askers besides any random ideas you guys have

Safe Travels Deafening Dreamer,

💀♒

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♡the beloveds♡

srry abt the short posts loves! longer coming soon! :)

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist / @thedevioussmirk / @the-dumber-scaramouche / @chocogi / @fallen-starr / @areaderofbooks

[healmyhrt]

heyy if ur taking requests could u maybe do a fic where nicks out filming and the reader, his bf is at home and someone says something online (doesnt matter what) and the reader has a panic attack and like calls nick and he rushes over and comforts the reader??

⌗ posted, n. sturniolo

nick x male!reader

summary: you see a comment online saying that you are using nick for his fame, and try to clap back at the hater, causing a bit of anxiety in you.

disclaimers!: established relationship, kissing, fluff, use of y/n, short

a/n: submit more ideas for nick fanfics bc i love feeding my male readers lol | also, im basing the readers panic attack based off of how mine are just because i get them as well! everyone’s are different, so just a heads up!

as i patiently waited for nick to get back from filming, i scrolled on twitter. most of my feed was melanie martinez since she was my favorite artist, or tweets about my boyfriend, nicolas.

i had been scrolling for about five minutes now, when i scrolled back up to a tweet that caught my eye.

“nick’s bf is clearly using him for clout 💀 like cmon. he just wants money, i mean that shit is so obvious”

i was in shock. i scrolled down to the replies, and they all agreed. there was one that said,

“no he’s not. look at the photos of them, they are genuinely happy! nick tries to keep his relationship off of the internet but you guys can’t let him have shit.”

well, at least someone was right.

i clicked the reply button, and started typing out why what they were saying was not true. i sighed, and quickly hit the backspace button until it was all gone.

i set my phone down slowly as i felt my breathing start to grow faster. the breaths were rapid and shuddering, and it felt as if my heart was in my stomach.

my entire body felt shaky, and i couldn’t catch my breath. i reached for my phone, moving slowly.

“hey siri, call nick.” i spoke to the device.

the phone started ringing, and i felt a relief fall over me as he picked up. “hey, we’re headed back. whats wro—”

he stopped. i could hear him bring the phone closer to his ear. “y/n, are you okay?” i squeezed my eyes shut, and tried to stop the tears from falling.

“its…its happening a—again.” i spoke through breaths.

“we’ll be there so soon, okay? just try to control your breathing, okay? i love you, baby, be there soon.”

i sighed again through the breaths, and heard nick say, “matt, step on it!” before the call disconnected.

minutes had gone by, and i heard the front door open. footsteps sprinted up the steps, and nicks bedroom door opened quickly.

he appeared, and ran over to the bed, seating himself next to me. nick immediately put his hand over mine, interlocking our fingers, and planting a kiss on my forehead.

“are you okay?”

my breathing had neutralized, but i still felt a little out of it. i nodded, and he shut his eyes with a sigh of relief.

“we’ll leave you to it.” matt says from the doorway. he pulls chris’s arm, and shuts the door.

nick kicks off his shoes, and gets under the blanket next to me, resting his head on my shoulder. “what happened?”

i bite my bottom lip, and grab my phone, turning it on, and showing him the tweet. he reads it and sighs, looking up at me.

“we both know this isn’t true. i love you, so much, and you love me too. im so sorry you’re getting involved in this.”

i hug him, and he presses his lips against mine.

a kiss from nick always helps, but expecting this situation. i loved nick, and i always have, even before they started going viral. i would never do such a thing to him, and he knows that.

nick pulls away, and rests his forehead against mine. he grabs our interlocked hands, and plants a kiss on them.

“rule one, never read the comments.” he chuckles.

i smile, and turn away, biting my inner cheek. nick pulls out his phone, and leans in closer to me. i look at him confused.

“say cheese!” he smiles into the camera, and i quickly change my expression to a small smile. he opens instagram, and clicks on the photo.

“nick, what are you doing?” i question. he starts typing, and reading aloud at the same time.

“with my loving, caring, handsome, amazing, and awesome boyfriend. i love you forever and ever.”

i blush, and nick looks up at me and smiles.

“posted.”

[foliejpg]

oh yippie more asks:D

i have a lot :3

🍓🌵🥑🥤🌻🧃🧸🪐🍬🦷❄️🌿🏜️🍦🌸🎨🧩

you dont have to answer all of them but here you gooo

oh hell yes this is gonna be so fun <3

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction? 

i don't remember specifically how, but i know i first interacted with shipping on youtube in like 2007-08 back when you could comment on people's profiles and message other users, so i think i must have commented on some like.. pokeshipping amv and just struck up a convo before i followed some friends i made to ff.net and deviantart, and started writing on ff.net lol

🌵 ⇢ share the link to a playlist you love

so i don't use spotify, i'm an apple music girlie and i really only listen to my own playlist i made that is composed of all of my top 100 songs of the year going back to 2015 LMAO

🥑 ⇢ you accidentally killed somebody, which mutual(s) do you text for help?

@actuallyalaska she got me

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

every writer i tagged yesterday!! all of whom take part of the @bandomthememonths go read all these great fics by these awesome writers<333

🌻 ⇢ tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis

@judasisgayriot your gifs are a godsend and i always love getting a comment from them <3

🧃 ⇢ share some personal lore you never posted about before

my name is short for guinevere lol

🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual?

so i'm sort of picky abt my dash lol i try to stick to foblr so if you post mostly fob then i'll prob follow! i do a good scroll through to get the vibe, but if they post a lot of non fob stuff, i usually skip bc its just not for me but no hard feelings ever<3

🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now

well i just bought a new (refurbished) computer for the first time in a few years, so that's exciting! i've recently started making embroidery patches and that's been a lot of fun lol idk i've just been having a good time<3 i'm doing a lot of home renovation projects so i'm excited to have a brand new kitchen soon lmao

🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

not a fandom character but as far as bandom goes, i don't really care for mcr and maybe that just has everything to do with that i'm really not familiar with lore/band mbrs etc., but danger days is the only mcr album i really connected with especially when i was 16-17 and its still one of my favorite albums, but i'm good on their other albums lol

🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on

just be kind<3 ik that's super cheesy but i think its easy to forget that other ppl have feelings too and maybe just being nice to someone will make their day. also don't ever pay full price for anything if you can avoid it. generic brands are just as good as name brands

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

i have.. no idea honestly lmao

🌿 ⇢ give some advice on writer's block and low creativity

listen when i figure it out, i'll let you know lol when i'm stuck i eat an edible and stare at the wall until something comes to me

🏜️ ⇢ what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

ANY AND ALL!!!! especially when they tell me a specific part they liked - even if its just a line makes my heart go bu-bump<3

🍦 ⇢ name three good things about a character you hate

genuinely i can't think of a character i hate, i really don't watch anything but like. seinfeld and its always sunny in philadelphia lmfao

🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them

this is my cat bear<3 she's ten years old and sleeps in a drawer in my desk while i work

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

here and here and here and this nsfw fanart from my bubbline au these are all my absolute favorites <3

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

i answered this here but its super long so<3

[narrators-journal]

Hi, could you please do a persona 3 fanfic for shinjiham? i'm stuck between asking for day 12 or 31. Please choose whichever would work for you. Thank you so much!

This one might be a tad rough bc I have, like, no fuckin’ experience writing Kotone and Shinji seriously, and I struggled so hard to choose a scenario for this, but I’m not too mad at how this one turned out! I did my best to give it some fun settings and extra details, and I hope that carries through! I’m also glad that I got it done before the end of the month, tho I’m cutting it a tiny bit close lol. But hey! The ask box is open until November 1st, so I’ve got until then to finish up any kinktober requests.

Kinktober prompt list: Here

Kinktober masterlist: Here

CW: U almost got some overt exhibitionism, but I decided against it lmao, so it’s only there if you acknowledge that shadows are probably lurking around nearby. Thigh fucking, some blueballs for the girlies this time lol, technically some semi-public sex, and that should be it!

As a member of the SEES, Kotone Shiomi was forced to make a handful of sacrifices. Her grades, her social life, a diurnal lifestyle, and a bit of her sanity all had to be given up for the sake of the world’s safety. Which, she was fine with, she already struggled to maintain friendships, she could do her homework and catch-up work before 11 pm each night, and her sanity was already somewhat screwed, so that wasn’t much of a cost. Hell, she had even managed to date one of the other seniors who was a SEES member, so compared to Yukari, she had adjusted quite well to the demands of shadow hunting. However, the one thing that she struggled to schedule around the thirteenth hour of the day, was intimacy. And, while she didn’t need a lotof sex, she was still a woman. And she did not appreciate the Dark Hour’s interruption of her chase for a damned orgasm.

So, she felt no shame in her frustration that night, nor in how she whined, “Shinnnjirrooooo…” while she hung from Shinjiro Aragakari’s coat-clad arm. No attention given to the disembodied hand that skittered by their feett as they looked for more threateneing shadows within the gothic walls of the Tartarus block they were in. “What.” Was the only blunt answer she got, though. Even though She could feel how tense and pent up Shinji was, even twenty minutes after their little rendezvous had been cut short. “Can we please continue what we were doing? Please?” She plead, her crimson eyes as pouty as possible so that she could widdle her way through the resting bitch face of the pretty vampire of a brunette she called a boyfriend. “Kotone, we are in fucking Tartarus.” “Yeah! Alone! We can totally get away with a quicky at the least.~” She pointed out, her voice allowed to dip into a purr as she watched Shinji’s eye twitch. “I mean, we were already gonna hook up, so why not just move that plan to do it in here?” “The shadows, Fuuka’s ability to track us,” He listed, though he pointedly didn’t react to the small pop that signified Fuuka had swiftly turned off their comms, “The reaper too, that’s an issue.” So, the wild-haired brunette sighed and flopped her head onto his arm. “But Shinji…” She tried in her best, most miserably needy voice. The fabric of his thick coat unable to hide how even the slightest squeeze she gave to his arm made him weaken ever so slightly. Until, he crumbled at last.

“Fine. But it’s going to be quick, and nothing too extreme.” He warned her as he put his axe down, and while part of Kotone wanted to argue for the sake of her own orgasm, she bit it back and just nodded. Obedient in how she let Shinji pull her over to the bit of darkly-bricked wall between two of the block’s large, floor-to-ceiling windows. And in how she put her hands against the wall so that she could press herself back against the taller brunette’s strong body while his mouth set to work without hesitation as soon as Kotone’s body was trapped between his and the bricks. The stubble on his chin tickled Kotone’s neck as she offered it up to the barrage of hot, quick kisses while her boyfriend’s hands found the buttons of her school blazer and began to pick open them open so that he could palm at her breasts through less layers. Meanwhile, his hips began to grind against her until a small moan slipped from her lips.

But, she didn’t leave all of the work to her boyfriend, she pressed her ass back against his erection to draw out a groan to match her own needy noise in the warped building’s air. “You seriously have no patience.” Shinji muttered in a huskier voice while one of his hands moved from her chest in order to finally free himself from his jeans. And, despite his huffs and gruff tone, the brunette could tell how impatienthe was by the way that his heavy cock twitched against her ass. Yet, when Kotone lifted her skirt to push her dampened panties down her thighs for him, the taller brunette caught her wrist with a reminder, “Don’t bother, we don’t have long before the others start to question our vanishing from the comms.” his words tickling the skin at the base of her neck before he leaned back and let her go so that he could pull a small thing of lubricant from his pocket. “Oh, so you’re the only one who gets to get off?” She pouted over her shoulder at the cranky man, but his steel-colored eyes barely lifted from his own cock as he dripped a bit of lubricant onto himself without an answer. “Also why do you have that-” “Do you want sex, or do you want to play twenty questions?” Shinji snapped, those cold, metallic eyes suddenly lifted to meet her own crimson eyes with a glare. And, while Kotone knew that the mean look was harmless, she still got the message and shut up with little more than a glare in return.

So, Shinji returned his attention to the spread of the thick fluid over his length while Kotone stayed against the wall of Tartarus as she watched his hand slide up and down his generous length and felt her panties dampen more at the sight of the bead of creamy precum that built up at the tip. Though, her attention was brought back to herself when she felt Shinji’s calloused hand nudge her thighs closed and hike her skirt up slightly. “How is this supposed to get me off, again?” She huffed, even as she did as she was told and trapped his cock between the soft meat of her thighs. Her boyfriend’s mouth back at the nape of her neck while his arms wrapped around her waist. “Shush, we’re taking turns. And since you’re making me do this, I’m getting off first.” He grumbled, distracting her from further complaints with the drag of his cock easily between her legs thanks to the bit of lubricant he’d applied.

And, while Shinji definitely got the most out of the position, Kotone wasn’t left totally high and dry. With where his dick was sandwiched, his cock was all but forced to press against her clothed pussy at least a little every time that he thrust. The wet slide of skin upon skin mixed with their soft noises, and the warmth of Shinji’s body and puffed breaths against Kotone’s skin enough kindling to keep Kotone’s heartbeat up and the coil in her belly tightened to a nearly painful degree. Such a degree, that the brunette was almost sure that the only reason she could still stand was because of how Shinji’s strong arms were wrapped around her waist. “Shinji…” She whined, her nails dug into the wall as she squeezed her thighs together tighter in a desperate attempt to get more of that contact. Yet, all she gets instead is a hiss from her boyfriend, the pace of his movements forced to stutter as his cock twitched dangerously between her legs. “Fuck, Kotone...I think I’m gonna…” Shinji muttered, his voice a husky whisper as his hips slapped against her body hard enough to make her bounce and whimper needily in his grip. But, he didn’t need to finish his sentence, because after a few more firm slaps of his skin against hers, she could feel his release spill out of him. The warm ribbons of fertile cream splattered against the inside of her uniform’s skirt while he crushed her against his powerful chest until she could barely breathe. The solid stone beneath her palms a much needed support to keep the smaller woman on her feet as her boyfriend’s strength drained further with each twitch and with each weakened spurt of cum.

Until, after a brief moment that felt like five full minutes, Shinji seemed to regain his breath enough to hold himself up and weakly mutter, “Fuck…” against Kotone’s fair skin. Which, made her chuckle a bit and tighten the grip her thighs still held on Shinji’s softened cock, “Didn’t think my thighs were all it took to make you cum so fast, babe.~” “Shut it. I was already worked up from earlier.” He huffed before he loosened his hold on her waist to straighten properly and let her stand up properly. “So was I, but Ididn’t cum from that.” She teased, doing her best to wipe his cum off of the underside of her skirt with a handkerchief she had. All while the grumpy brunette huffed and stuffed himself back into his pants. “Fine, if you’re gonna tease me like that, your turn can wait the rest of the dark hour then.” He finally said before he moved on to continue their shadow hunt. Kotone’s complaints and arguments ignored as she chased after him.

[mzannthropy]

I absolutely agree that Camilly>>>> Daisybilly. Also Edmila. I'm just gonna pretend none of the cheating happen. Also, what do you think about fics that make Billy a bad father? I hate them lol. Billy was there for Julia's plays,soccer games, and to see her grow into an adult. You can tell he loved her.

(This got long...)

Thanks, it's good to see someone still cares about Billy x Camila! Tbh I've been thinking that I probably misunderstood the story, which is not unlike me with the way my mind works, but the thing is, I was only in it bc of Sam Claflin. I would never have had picked the book up if he hadn't been cast in the series. I barely care about real 70s bands, never mind fictional, and I didn't know anything about Fleetwood Mac (in fact I only started listening to them bc of DJATS and, funnily enough, I saw that 1997 performance on TV which they just happened to show at the time when the filming of DJATS was going on--but I didn't think anything of it. Don't those two hate each other?). That's my kind of longwinded way of saying that I had no idea I was supposed to ship Daisy and Billy, especially as I rooted for Camila right from the beginning. I'm also much older than majority of the fandom and have one failed marriage under my belt already, so I see things differently.

I think that Camila liked the rockstar side of Billy, hence why she was able to overlook some things (after all, this was the 70s), bc she knew he would always come home to her. Relationships are laundry and taxes, not omG tHE wAY thEY LooK aT eAcH OthEr on stage, but I guess that's not cool enough for the show. I'm not a fanfic person, actually, I read maybe about three a year (and that's only short ones) and with the exception of Jane Eyre, I don't write any (I prefer writing original). Occasionally I check AO3 for some particular piece of media or a ship, just to see what's there (in fact I did so twice in the last week, once for a particular pairing in a L.M. Montgomery book and once for all The Count of Monte Cristo fics, Sam's next project). I've never looked at any DJATS fics ever and I'd rather not know. So I didn't know there were fics that made Billy a bad father. I suppose people can write what they want, if they need to make Billy worse for their preferred ship to exist, well, they're free to do so, if it makes them happy. I loathe cheap, lazy plot devices and villainisation for the sake of making the protagonist look better, or making the reader/viewer care about the author's favourite pairing. I tend to feel the exact opposite of what the writer(s) want me to feel. So merely hearing about the Billy as bad father fics makes me hate them, lol.

It's not true, anyway. The show didn't exactly do Billy any favours with erasing the twins, bc in the book, he was with Camila while she was giving birth to them, holding her hand etc, in contrast to Julia's birth. But even so, we have some evidence of him being a better dad, like when he rang Camila while on the Aurora tour and wanted to hear Julia just sleeping. They could have done more and I suspect they really did, that there were more scenes that they eventually cut. Idk, but this picture just makes me think there must have been more. Who knows...

So while he may not have been the world's best dad, he was not a bad one either. After all, as I started saying lately, (about real people but it goes for fictional too), people can be more than one thing.

Saying that, Eddie gives me mild incel vibes. If Camila wanted to be with Eddie, she'd be with him. "I'd choose you over everyone" means nothing, it's just words. It was a bit of a lazy shortcut for Camila to cheat with him, but that's just one of the show's sins. They gave Camila a creative profession and then did a fuck all with it, like why couldn't she have connected with a fellow photographer? Like that dude she talked to in the dark room or whoever it was.

I wonder if soon we'll start seeing articles on Screen Rant et al about how "wrong we were to ship Billy and Daisy and how emotional affairs ruin the lives of everyone around them" or something similar. More likely, though, the show will fade into obscurity which I will honestly be thankful for. I'm glad that Sam got what he needed out of it (he talked about it in interviews) and I'm glad Camila got some recognition, she just won a breakthrough award at Critics Choice and I'm glad Suki and the others got to be in it and the songs are good, and I wish them well, and I wish the writers a very hope your pens break and drafts get deleted and I hope Hello Sunshine burns down.

[josephtrohman]

hello it’s the joe fic anon!! i don’t think i mind what sort of pov or what pairing, like i love combinatorics because i Adore the “pining idiots” sorta trope, so i would happily read more of those guys being obsesssd with joe (because you know. me too brother). but also because i haven’t read much joe perspective i would happily try that too. i know this literally doesn’t narrow it down AT ALL lmao so no hurry, whatever u provide will feed me good ❤️

heehee ok i got u anon!!!! as a joegirl god the more descriptors of how in love with joe the protag is the better bc YEAG ARGGG (just one part of why combinatorics will forever be my favest like ME TOO PATRICK!!!!!!) but anyways here is my tailored fic recs based on u wanting joe-centric fics :D there is some overlap ofc with my other recs posts and i just realized that most of these recs are just joe pov MORE PINING OVER JOE IN FICS PLS FANFIC AUTHORS THANK U!!!! but there is some of that here too still (combinatorics always the king for that tho). sorry this took a couple days shoutout to finals szn but JOE-CENTRIC FICS COMING RIGHT UP

joetrick:

technology by rosiedoesfic. i’m due in for a reread very soon but it’s a wonderful story about joe and patrick both being single at 30 and joining a dating app and being each other’s road test for dating. written for the same prompt as combinatorics so they’re like sister fics in my mind!!! :)

friction in your jeans by dogboytrohman. hello. one of the tags says gratuitous descriptions of how beautiful joe is and it’s true. patrick has a crisis when joe first gets his lip pierced and they kiss and mess around

thnks fr th knckrs by rosiedoesfic. joe slowly pulling patrick into the world of being interested in panties and my godddddd it’s so good!!!

token by gigantic. joe’s pov, but he’s on a mission to have gay sex, and he has to face a few unsuccessful times before he can finally fulfill his dream ;3 soooo good

brace yourself and find a safe place by distortedmya. joe comes out as an adult, and when he’s struggling a bit patrick spends time with him. very sweet read!!!

good fortune by heyginger. a short very fluffy new year’s centered fic. no spoilers since it’s short ;)

message in a bottle by bunnytrohman. joe realizes he’s in love with patrick during 2ourdust, i keep recommending this one because i love it sm and i was lucky enough to be able to get to beta for richie on this one!!

wentzman:

the things we do by gigantic. joe stays with pete for a few days and helps him get rid of some of ashlee’s stuff and pete likes to wear her clothes, and basically joe and pete start fucking. a lot. it’s joe pov so no pete pining over joe or anything but oh my god pls read it, it is so impeccably written!!! probably my fav wentzman fic ever

when you wake up the world will come around. kid fic about pete and joe being dads that fall in love. another one of my fav wentzman fics UGH so good so cute. another joe pov btw (i believe!!! it’s been a minute since i reread this one)

eyeliner = consent by arsenic. ryan ross has a scheme to get joe and pete to sleep with each other by making patrick put eyeliner on joe so as to seduce pete. it’s a wild-ass concept but im obsessed also PETE POV if i remember correctly

ok i think im going to stop there for now, BUT the nice thing about joetrick fics (and wentzman but ppl have never just asked for wentzman recs lol) is that they’re pretty inherently joe-centric so if you get the itch for more beyond these ones, i have two other posts of fic recs on my blog already!!! here and here. some of the fics i’ve recommended here can be found there too, but there are others that are excellent choices in those posts as well!!! i’m also always here to chat about fics beloved anon, and i can try to dig through my archive even more if u happen to need more recs :3 now go forth and enjoy joe centric fics :D 💖

[vileviale]

Miguel x Reader Fanfic! (Pt. 1 of 2)

I tried to incorporate the female gaze as much as I could while also trying to stay true to Miguel’s cold and moody personality. Hopefully, I still showed that the characters love each other, however. Idk. Lemme know what you think! I haven’t made a short story in YEARS, and I’ve certainly never made a fanfic before. Also, I interpreted the drug he injects himself with in ATSV as a depressant instead of a stimulant but looking back it’s probably the latter. Also I used they/them pronouns so anyone can read it. And no, I’m not telling you the plot bc ITS A SECRET

Tw: nothing explicit, just fluff I think is the word, but there is gore, blood, violence, mentions of death, and all that good stuff

Word count: like 2500-3000 I think?

You never liked it when Miguel was “at work”.

In your defense, it was impossible not to worry when you imagined him out in whatever universe, fighting something that could take his life at any moment. A few hours ago, you’d been sitting comfortably in your favorite chair, typing away at an email that was turning out to be quite complicated. But the clicking of your keys stopped when Miguel explained that Lila had discovered a Lizard variant in the wrong universe, and he needed to put it back in its own. Before he could leave, you grabbed his hand, so much larger compared to your own. It felt dry and rough as you held it.

You let out a sigh. “I know I can’t force you to stay here.”

“C’mon, are we doing this again? Don’t stress about it,” he persisted. “I’m gonna be fine.”

That wasn’t exactly the case. The nature of his work meant Miguel always came back with at least a few scrapes and bruises. But it was pointless to argue. His job was essential for keeping the multiverse together, and no amount of bickering could change that. 

“Just be safe out there, okay?”

 He rolled his eyes. “I’ve heard that far too many times.”

“You’re my boyfriend. It’s my job to worry about you.” You forced a small smile.

“Don’t. It’ll take two seconds, trust me,” he insisted, pecking your forehead and letting go of your hand. “I’m sorry, but I can’t stay any longer.” He tapped his dimension-jumping watch, and a portal of dizzying oranges and blues appeared. “See you as soon as I get back.”

“Love you!”, you called after him before he could step inside. He froze for a second, then turned and mumbled with a soft grin: “Love you too.” He still wasn’t used to people telling him that. 

You watched Miguel walk through the portal until it suddenly whirled out of existence. Turning your head back to your computer, you tried to finish the rest of your work, but your mind was blank and distant. It always was when he left.

Four hours had gone by since then. Four hours too long. That pesky email had been sent, and you had straightened up the house out of stress. Now you were back in your chair, fidgeting with your necklace and constantly checking the time on your watch. Each time you did, your heart seemed to twist into a tighter knot. Eventually, the tension was too great. You jumped up to grab your suit, but then just as quickly sat back down.

‘Grow up,’ you thought to yourself. ‘He’s a big boy; he can handle it himself. Besides, I’d probably get in the way.’ People had called you a strong fighter, even for a Spider-variant, but you knew yourself well enough that your constant protection of Miguel would only lengthen the fight. That was something that couldn’t be risked. The longer the variant was out of his universe, the greater chances of it breaking canon. Besides, if Miguel needed help, Lila could always call on Jess, Ben, or other Spiders. 

Almost as soon as you sat back down, Lila appeared above your watch. You interjected before she could speak.

“Is Miguel okay? Has he come back yet?”

She winced. “He’s back… but he isn’t looking too good. That’s why I’m calling you.”

You felt like the floor had been pulled from under you. “What? What’s wrong?”

“The variant was a lot stronger than he realized. I called Jess for backup, but by the time she came, it had already landed a few strikes. The Lizard’s contained now, but Miguel’s pretty scratched up.”

“What do you mean by ‘scratched up’? How hurt is he?”

“He has several gashes. They’re deep, but haven’t hurt anything vital. The main problem right now is blood loss. He fought injured for a while before we got the chance to put gauze on, and it shows. He told me not to tell anyone about this, especially you.” She rolled her eyes. “You know how he is.”

“Ugh, of course he did. Where is he right now?”

“We’re at his place; just me and him. He actually told Jess to leave after she helped him in. Guess I shouldn’t be surprised, though. I’m trying to convince him to ask for help so it looks better when I tell him I already did, buuuut it’s not working out too great.”

“Keep trying. I’ll be there as soon as I can.” You rushed to your room to grab your suit. “Did you call 911?”

“I told Jess to get Dr. Parker as she was leaving. I thought the ambulance lights would be too much on his eyes, especially in his condition, and I’ve seen Doc patch up worse in places far more hostile.”

“Still, I’d want him in a hospital, just to be safe. But thank you, Lila. If there are any updates on his health, let me know. I’ll see you soon.” She nodded and vanished.

You changed into your spider suit, activated your watch, and rushed through the portal to Nueva York. After passing through it, you jumped out swiftly, swinging as fast as you could from building to building. The Lobby felt more crowded than ever as you tried to weave your way between countless spider variants. When you got to his house, you found Miguel, back turned, sitting in the center of the floor and breathing heavily. One of his hands was holding red-stained gauze on his shoulder, the other on his leg. Blood ran down his arm until it dripped at the crook of his elbow. It was painful to see him this way. Just looking at the blood made your heart ache. 

As you moved closer, you heard Miguel and Lila’s raised voices. You closed the door behind you without a sound and eavesdropped into their conversation.

“For the last time Lila, I’m not calling anyone. I can stitch these myself.” Miguel grunted as he tried to stand up. But as soon as he put weight on his shoulder, he collapsed. “Later on.”

Lila crossed her arms. “Mhm, tell yourself that. And I know you’ve never picked up a needle and thread in your life. Just look- Oh!” Lila caught you out of the corner of her eye and turned to face you. “You got here quick.” Miguel spun around and faced you with a shocked expression, then quickly turned irritable again. “Lila!” he berated. He looked pale, and you could see the weariness in his eyes.

“Sorry, Mr. I-can-do-everything-myself. But I thought your partner might want to, y’know, check on you? Juuuust in case you die or something.”

Miguel looked down and furrowed his brows. “That’s not gonna happen. I’m fine; everything’s under control.” 

Lila threw her hands up and turned to you. “You see what I have to deal with?” 

You knelt down next to Miguel. “Honey, you’re hurt. Bad. Dr. Parker’s on his way, but I’d really like to see you in a hospital.”

“No. I just- I really need to be left alone right now.” Miguel glanced around agitatedly. His muscles were tense, and he breathed rapidly. You gave him a puzzled look. For a man who was stoic 24/7, this wasn’t normal behavior, even if he was hurt. “Please, just go,” he pleaded. “You’re gonna make things worse.”

“And just how would I make things worse? I don’t know who convinced you that ‘manning up’ is refusing help until you die, but I’m not leaving you like this.”

Your spidey senses suddenly tingled. You looked around, but there was no one besides Miguel, Lila, and you. Instinctively, you reached out and pulled Miguel close. “Something strange is- “

“GET AWAY FROM ME!”, he roared. You flipped backward, landing several feet away from Miguel in a crouched, defensive pose. He curled from you, baring his dagger-like fangs, and snarled. His irises glowed like embers, and his claws grated the ground. For a moment, the separation between human and animal was indistinctive. But just as suddenly as it became vague, his eyes darkened to a calmer shade of red, and his muscles loosened. Guilt washed over his face.“Oh my god I’m so sorry, I-I don’t know what came over me. Are you alright?”

“What the fuck was that?!” you yelled as you rose. There was a burning sensation on your arm, and you looked down. Beneath your suit’s torn sleeve were five gashes, shallow and nearly bloodless, but still painful. “I’m fine,” you snapped, turning your body to hide your arm. It wasn’t the only thing hurting. Inside, your heart raced with adrenaline, and you clutched your hands hard to keep them from trembling. ‘The last thing I want is Miguel to see me scared,’ you thought. ‘Two can play the I-have-no-feelings-but-rage game.’ 

 “How long’s it been since his last injection?”, you asked Lila, who had hidden on your shoulder.

“16.7 hours,” she grimaced. “I told him he should take it before we tried to capture the variant, but he refused. Usually I wouldn’t let him, but he had the audacity to shut me down. I figured out how to reboot later and woke up in the middle of him fighting. Somehow,” she sighed, “Lila finds a way.”

Miguel interjected. “That was-“ 

“I don’t wanna fucking hear it,” you interrupted before he could protest. He looked down and turned slightly red. Whether it was with anger or embarrassment was unclear. “Where’s the depressant?”, you demanded. 

“In my center drawer.” He pointed to his desk. “There should be several.”

You jumped over him and landed lightly in front of the desk. Pulling the drawer open, you immediately found the green vials rolling inside, along with the injection gun, and inserted the closest one into it. “Catch!”, you called as you tossed the gun towards Miguel. Right now, it was too risky to simply hand it to him. Miguel grabbed it mid-air and slammed it into his arm. He flinched, but quickly relaxed again, even more than before.

“It’s okay now.” His soft eyes, back to their normal shade of brown, beckoned you to come. “I’m okay now.”

You ran over and wrapped your arms around him, which was almost impossible to do given his size. Hot, angry tears silently ran down your face. Miguel melted into you as the raise and lowering of his chest started to slow. As you embraced, you noticed Lila standing on the floor, mouthing “You good?” silently to you. She gave a thumbs up, thumbs sideways, and a thumbs down, indicating you to choose one. You gave her a thumbs sideways back. She nodded. “Imma go in ‘sleep mode’,” she whispered. “I’ll still keep an eye on Miguel’s vitals, but I’ll essentially be ‘gone’. It’ll give you guys some time to talk.”

“Thank you,” you whispered back. Lila smiled, raised a peace sign, and disappeared.

“I’m so sorry,” Miguel breathed as you let go of him. “I wasn’t myself; I would never intentionally hurt you.” He looked up at your reddened eyes, and his face suddenly grew full of concern. “Querida, por favor no llores.” He gently, like a moth’s wing, wiped the tears from your cheeks with the back of his hand.

“I don’t know why I’m crying,” you confessed with a small, wavering laugh. “I guess I just got startled. I’ve never seen you like that before.”

“You shouldn’t have. Listen: you have every reason to be upset right now.” He lifted your chin with his thumb. “I know I just told you not to cry, but if you need to, go ahead.”

You looked at the ground and smiled, tears flowing freely down your cheeks. “Ok. Thank you,” your stammered. You took a moment to slow your breathing. “Can you- explain what just happened? If you can.”

“I don’t want to make any excuses, but if it will make you feel better, I’ll try.” His eyes searched the ground. “When I got injured, I couldn’t tell the drug was wearing off, though looking back it couldn’t be more obvious. I felt so- afraid. And vulnerable even. I don’t know why, but I had this idea in my head that everyone was trying to hurt me. And when you grabbed me, my first instinct was to protect myself.” He finally looked up and into your eyes.  “The worst part was I didn’t see you as… you. I just saw a threat.”

“Miguel, it’s really okay, trust me,” you persisted. “But… promise me to never lose control like that again. Not just for me, but for everyone’s sake.”

“Of course, love. I promise. I should’ve listened to Lila and taken the drug much earlier.”

“Why didn’t you?”

He paused. “I didn’t want it to lessen my strength before I captured the variant. I wanted to be as prepared as possible. Not that it helped anyway,” he complained, looking at his hurt leg. “I thought I had enough time to inject the serum afterward, but capturing the variant was... rough, and I came back much later than I anticipated.” He looked down, and his eyes suddenly grew wide. “Your arm! Did I- Are you alright?”

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” you persisted. “It’s barely even bleeding anymore, see? It’s high time I designed a better suit anyways.”

“Are you sure? I’m so sorry I- “

“Shuuuush”, you hushed him. “It’s nothing. I don’t want you to worry about what happened anymore, okay?”

“You’re my partner. It’s my job to worry about you.” He gave a weak smile.

You laughed. “Touché. But really, you barely broke skin. The suit did most of its job.” 

“Ok. I just- I wanna make sure it’s 100 percent fine.”

“I’m sure, I’m sure.”

“Alright.”

You thought hard for a moment. “If we could find a way to separate the depressant’s physical effects from its mental ones, we could change their concentrations to keep your strength, but save your mind.”

“That could work,” Miguel replied. He furrowed his brows in thought. “Or we could add another mental depressant to it. That would be much easier than separating its components.” He slapped his forehead. “Should’ve thought of that ages ago. It’s gonna take a minute to find the right neural inhibitor, but it’s worth the trouble.” You gave him a look. “What?”, he asked.

“Sometimes I forget that you’re a nerd too,” you laughed. “Big guys like you aren’t supposed to know what ‘neural inhibitor’ means.”

“So I’m supposed to be an idiot then?”

You shrugged. “It’d suit you better.”

“Y’know, I really needed that. Thanks,” he sneered lightheartedly. “You should be thankful that my heads a little fuzzy, otherwise I would’ve come up with an incredibly brutal comeback.”

“Riiight, right. Wait. How fuzzy are we talking?”

[jennyandvastraflint]

Hi :) If I may -

🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now

🐚 ⇢ do you like or dislike surprises?

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here (feel free to skip this one if you haven't got time/opportunity - or, well, you know you can skip any anyway)

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

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Okay I lied I'm answering this NOW because I just had to buy bread and face The Horrors of going into a shop and I need something nice to do bc I'm exhausted...

Describe your latest wip with five emojis

I'm taking this to mean the latest I started dfhgjf I have kinda seven WIPs rn... So, here we go:

🦎🪞💧🖼️🌈

I sure hope I get time to finish ALL my wips very soon! (I have four big uni assignments to do until the 15th, but afterwards I am FREE for like... a little bit at least)

recommend an author or fanfic you love

Okay I'm actually going to do two here, seeing as one is a shameless plug of my friend's fic...

Go read Righting Reflex by the asker please, it is a wonderful fic about the Thirteenth Doctor and her fam, and a cat that mysteriously shows up. Perhaps there is more to the cat (who seems very insistent on getting Yaz and the Doctor to spend more time together) than meets the eye...

And another would be Communication is the basis of a healthy relationship by casualscribbler who I'd also consider a friend (actually everyone who loves Jenny and Vastra is automatically my friend I don't make the rules). It's a beautiful fic about Jenny and Vastra and them growing closer together. Said author has also some other brilliant works, some of which are rather on the angsty side (and made me cry a lot fhdjgskfdg), but I love them dearly.

name three good things going on in your life right now

Uhhhh, okay. So, one, I finally got to meet with a therapist about my chronic pain and she gave me addresses to a few places for stuff I got going on (I cried a lot but some of that crying really just needed to get out)

I passed an exam I worried about a lot, andddddd three, I kinda fell into a hyperfixation on the PGSM 2003 live action series and am LIVING bc nine years ago my parents claimed Sailor Moon would just be a short phase and now it's STILL THERE >:D

Do you like or dislike surprises?

Generally definitely dislike, I'm autistic and like things to be fairly predictable because I don't know how to spontaneously react to a lot of stuff. (I like to surprise other people who DO like surprises tho)

Add 50 words to your current wip and add the paragraph here

Since I, as mentioned, kinda have like seven wips and it is this asker, I'm going to write a paragraph for Turn Loose the Mermaids XD It won't give much away since we're still in the "introducing Jenny and Vastra's ragtag crew" phase.

“They are really sweet,” Bill said outside, beaming at Jenny and Vastra. “Joining your crew seems like the best decision of my recent life so far.” Jenny wasn’t yet quite used to thinking of the crew as hers, and she blushed a little. “We’re happy to have you.” “It is… a family for those who have none,” Vastra mused, absentmindedly stroking a lock of Jenny’s brown hair out of her face. “To provide comfort and companionship.”

I hope you like itttt!

Link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

Could be a funny idiot about this and link the art I commissioned myself, but... Let's not :P

So here's absolutely gorgeous Paternoster Gang (and Bloomsbury Bunch) art by @simpingforwomen24-7

LIKE LOOK AT THEIR LIL HAPPY FACES I LOVE THEM SMMMMM!

Anyway, this was fun!! Thank you so much for the ask!

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Happy New Year everyone and hopes to a good year bc....hehe last year was freaky deaky on a whole different level! Other than that I shall give you some joy this day in the form of....Sindri!

I have decided to give you love and happiness for this dwarf and his love that is a black dragon fae who claimed him like a coin for her horde so let's get it on!

Hope you enjoy and hopefully it's not too long!

A New Life

{An OC × Sindri Fanfic}

{Flash × Sindri}

Warnings: Trauma, "censored cursing", blood mentions, "death", OCD/Germaphobia, etc.

Rating: Fluffy with a side of sugar, spice, and everything nice....and maybe some tears {mostly mild} {embracing character roles}

★★★★★★★★★

{Flash's pov}

I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the front door open. My sisters and brother were here. All of them. My twin sister, Katerina, or Kat for short, was the first to hug me. Her slightly taller form picking me up as we embraced, I held her tightly against me as she wept.

"I thought I lost you in Greece...I'm glad you and Kratos are alright" Kat wiped her tears.

"nothing can kill this looming column of meat, and you can't get rid of me that easily!" I chuckled.

"Well the Pegasus can't always save every hero she meets!" My older sister, Terresa or Terri, hugged us both in her strong arms, " We're all glad you're alive! Right Ally?!"

My eldest sister, Alexandra or Ally, turned to me. I nearly sh*t my pants just waiting for her to beat me into the ground like a bug under a sandal but all I got was a slap to the face and then a warm embrace.

"Next time be more considerate, you have someone else that cares for you, besides I have faith you'll do the right thing" she put her hand to my cheek.

"I know...and I will..."

"Good that's all I ask" she chuckled as she stood up straight and started talking to Kratos. Military friends and all.

I soon spotted Ava talking with Sindri and Freya in the corner of my eye.

"Am I not gonna get any hugs from my little sister?"

Ava perked up and ran over to me, she may be taller than me by a inch or so but I am still her big sister. She hugged me with all her might.

"How's your magic? You getting better?" I asked.

"Y-Yes! And I have been t-training with Gavin in your absence in fighting to keep m-myself safe!" She shyly but happily said as she tucked her bright red hair behind her ear.

"Oh you have huh? Well then I think I need to claim my right as fighting instructor." I said as I turned to Gavin with a smirk, my older adopted brother.

"Not happening, besides I'm still sore from her accidentally summoning vines and branches from our last sword duel" Gavin sighed as he rubbed his shoulder.

"That's me sis! Showing him who's boss huh?!" I laughed and hugged Ava's side and smiled.

"T-Thanks sis" she giggled.

"Now why don't you talk with Atreus, he's been dying to get to know someone around his age...or mindset"

"Oh?! O-ok!" She trotted off to a very happy Atreus.

I smiled and then looked towards Sindri who looked nervous.

"You ok?"

"Yeah Yeah just a bit overwhelmed of meeting my soon to be in-laws...at least their proper and nice...and wiped their feet...and offered to help" Sindri fiddled with his hands nervously, "It's not every day that you're marrying a dragon/fae princess"

"Yeah well once we get married...I'm thinking of leaving that luxury behind some." I sighed as I stretched a bit.

"Why? It's the best thing you can do by letting them have some luxury!" Freyr chuckled as he downed some mead.

"Well I want a different pace and being out on my own for most of my life has opened my eyes some. I want us and our possible future children to live how they wanna be and to show them that everything is not handed to them. Let them adventure a little." I smiled, "Besides Tir na nog is great and all but I wanna try new things"

"Mom and Dad would be proud of that choice." Kat spoke up as she walked towards Sindri, Freya, Freyr and I, "besides they wanted me to give you this as a wedding gift" she pulls something from her pouch. It was traditional garbs from our homeland. One looked like it was meant for my wedding and another for normal use.

"Woah...Mom and Dad made this for me?"

"Yup, made from the scales of Volcano, Uncle Maato's dragon, and the wedding gard was made from the silks and water droplets of the Crystallus Tree of the Oasis so that your moment would be a part of history"

D*mn sis you about nearly made me cry more than I should. I wiped my tears. I hugged her tightly.

"oh! I nearly forgot! Sindri they also made you something!"

"They did?" He looked at Kat in question.

"Yeah they did, my husband pitched in as well since he adores you and your brother's works and he also works in a forge" Kat soon pulled out two new tool belts that my brother-in-law and his family leather worked, "I hope they do fit you two"

Sindri held his new belt and tried it on. It fit him perfectly, "it looks amazing! Such craftsmanship and attention to the gold details! Brok come here!"

Brok stumbled over here as well and tried his on. He was amazed as well, "Well I'll be...tie me up and call me a stuck boar because this is amazing!" He laughed as he traced the silver details on his.

I smiled at the two trying out their new tool belts and seeing how well they fit. Then I got to thinking. What will the wedding be like after Ragnarok...will there even be a wedding?! I don't want anyone to die or fall because of it. But...I can't think of any other time because I don't want our happiness to run short.

We had to stop Odin

With Heimdall gone it was inevitable. I couldn't shake something else from my thoughts either.

How Tyr became so...quiet

Does he know something? Keeping secrets?

Was it because I've gotten my powers back?

Was he scared of my power?

No... can't be... he's their god of war...

Unless...

"Hey Tyr you've...been awfully quiet? Having fun? Overwhelmed?" I spoke up to him from the table.

"No No just... thinking" he spoke up.

"About what? A way to Asgard? You finally gonna join us?"

"There's no way to Asgard..."

"But we have leverage, we have the mask and the horn, what else do we need?" I walked closer to him, slamming my hand lightly on the table.

He stood up and started walking, "Nothing... you'll have your peace soon one way or another..."

"My only peace right now is to settle the score with Asgard, for taking everything, the dwarves are my family as much as the others"

"They didn't take everything, they provided with what they could" Tyr turned to me with a dark tone underlying in his speech

"I know a coward when I smell one...and you smell like one...a very familiar one..." I glared into his eyes.

"Take one to know one...and I know all about you...and you never seem to take...a...HINT!" Tyr reached from his belt and pulled a knife. He swung at me as someone pushed me out the way. Once I hit the floor, I turned back to see Brok at the end of the blade.

"BROK!!!" I cried out. I caught him as everyone ran to our aid.

Odin revealed himself and grabbed Atreus.

"Release my son!" Kratos growled at Odin.

"I would've settled for more but you guys got a bargain, we're square for Heimdall..." Odin hissed.

Everyone started to argue back and forth. Soon Freya came to our aid to help. Her magic was not fast enough.

"Brok please..." Sindri cried out next to me, "You can't leave us..."

"I...I know what you've done...and I forgives ya..." Brok sputtered out, "Live on without me..."

"No...NO I won't let you die!" I cried out trying to give power to him to keep awake. That was until I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to see my twin sister.

"Together..." She gave me a look that I knew what she meant. She kneeled next to Brok and put her hands on his wound. I put my hands over hers. Our hands and crystals began to glow red and purple.

I started focusing my energy to her and Brok. Kat started her healing spell, one that has been passed down in our family to special healers like her and our Uncle Laurence. Magic begins to draw from our crystals and the area around us. Defying the natural order takes a lot of energy. Good thing I have plenty.

My sister chants her spell as Brok's wound began to heal.

It was working.

He was gonna be ok!

Once the spell was finished, Brok began to breath again normally. Both my sister and I coughed and took heavy breaths as Sindri hugged his brother. I looked over to Odin who had let go of Atreus at the sight of me with a dark aura. I. Was. PISSED.

I looked that coward dead in the eyes and growled lowly.

"You think you'll be able to hide from my wrath...think again...because you messed with my treasure...my family...then you will face the retribution...The Wrath of the Dragon King! " I roared out at him as he escaped in his swarm of ravens.

I huffed as I turned around.

"Flash..." Ally spoke up and placed her hand on me, "Breathe"

I breathed in, as I did the scales that raised up on my back started to lower and my horns started to shrink to a miniature size. My eyes returned to normal once I opened them. I collapsed to my knees near Sindri and Brok and hugged them tightly.

"Your twin is something else...best not piss the healer off" Brok joked and it brought a chuckle to my lips.

"Sod off...and Thank you" I looked towards Kat.

"True family helps each other, no matter what, best to before it's too late." She smiled as she looked to Atreus.

"I'm so sorry Sin...we...I..." Atreus spoke through shocked tears.

"It's alright...but that fool will pay for messing with us!" Sindri patted his shoulder, "I'm tired of being left out! I want to fight!"

"Thanks Sin, and we will bring Odin down, one way or another!" Atreus smirked as he clutched the mask.

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With Ragnarok gone and everyone safe it was time to tackle another mission. With the real Tyr found and survivors settled into their new realms, we decided to have the wedding in Svartalfheim. Nidavellir sounded the most appropriate since I'll be marrying a dwarf. I was nervous. I'm normally not nervous for long but this was probably what Ally and Kat said we're Pre-Wedding jitters or something.

Freya, my sisters, Angrboda, and Lunda were all helping me with my wedding outfit and my hair. It was all woven with gems, gold, and whatnot. It was past my shoulders by now and my twin decided a braid would be good with a traditional circlet.

"You look amazing Flash" Kat spoke up.

"thanks, I hope Sindri doesn't faint at the ceremony..."

"Viktor almost did with Ally with how beautiful she looked" Terri joked as Ally smacked her shoulder in jest.

"We're all rooting for you, now you have your exchange?" Ally added.

"I've been thinking about it and...I know what to give him...it's simple but it's traditional in the Draken ways."

"Oh? And what is that?" Angrboda spoke up.

"You'll see" I winked as I stood up to head to the ceremony.

The square was all decorated. People gathered to celebrate the union. Reab and others playing music as I arrived. It was all perfect.

There I saw Sindri.

He stood near Durlin and Brok with his armor all shiny in white robes. He lit up at the sight of me walking in my white garbs and bouquet of white lilies and red roses. Once I made it to him I held onto my exchange gift under my bouquet. Sindri seemed to fiddle with something before we joined hands.

"Now before anyone speaks or cheers, Let's let the love birds speak a vow before exchanging something special to them to show their sign of love and devoutness" Durlin spoke up.

"Like they need to, we all know what they have is unbreakable! No one will dare..." Brok spoke up in a grumble.

Now one said a word.

Once Durlin gave us a nod, Sindri started his vow as he held up a bracelet he forged from a piece of his armor.

"Falishia...Flash...I vow to do my best to keep you safe. I promise to be a good husband and a devout father if we ever have children. And with this enchanted bracelet your power shall never waver with the amount of magic and my love forged into it. For even with all your flaws, I still love you with all my heart, beasties and all" he spoke as he slipped the bracelet onto my right arm, a perfect fit.

Everyone awed at the sight of commitment.

Then it was my turn...

Great I'm more nervous than before.

I pulled out my gift. I woven my scales into a similar necklace to the one I usually wear. I cleared my throat as I spoke up.

"Sindri, I vow to help you and to be the strength you need in your times of need. I vow to be a loving wife and a proud mother to the future children we will one day bear. With my scales you shall never feel alone no matter how far apart we are and no dragon will harm you so long as you wear it. I love you for accepting my brutish ways and for the bond we share is unbreakable. For I am your loyal dragon until the end of our days. I love you forevermore." I said as I put the necklace on him.

I could see he was tearing up badly. I wiped his tears as Durlin spoke up as he tied a woven white and gold sash around our hands.

"With the gods as our witnesses and the love we have been shared. I now pronounce you husband and wife! You may kiss"

We leaned close to each other and leaned into a gentle kiss. Everyone cheered. The dwarves, our friends and family, everyone. Then Sindri tugged me down and pulled me into a dipped kiss in his arms. I wrapped my arms around him into a more heated kiss as I tossed my bouquet into the crowd. Lunda caught it with no problem as she smiled at Brok. His blue face turned a shade of red with embarrassment and happiness. Those two were meant for each other.

Once the ceremony was over we danced, partied and whatever else for hours on end. Sindri and I were as happy as can be. Let's just say at the end of that celebration, and a few too many drinks, we had fun back home. Don't worry, Lunda made sure Brok was away for the rest of the night.

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Years have passed now since those fateful days. I have decided to stay in the 9 realms...well 8 now...I think...

Anyways, I've decided to stay while my family lived on back in our homeland. It was a tough choice but it was a great one. Even though I know Sindri and the others would've loved being there, it just wasn't right just yet. Besides I had a new mission now.

Sindri and I were blessed with twins, a boy and a girl. We named them Margo and Mylo.

Margo comes from my father's native tongue meaning pearl.

Mylo was more from the realms native language meaning a soldier or merciful.

I love them with all my hearts and when they were born, both Sindri and Brok shedded tears. Lunda helped with the clothing and helping out. Brok and Sindri made cradles, toys, you name it.

Margo is a father's girl. Took mostly after him with the Dwarven genes and his hair but she caught my blue eyes. She also got my fire breath. Her little crystal was blue with gold filling the end of it.

Mylo on the other hand was struck with the "tall dwarf" gene from me. He was mostly Draken with shiny black scales with a sparkle of gold in his scales. His crystal was a red orange color with silver filling at the end. He takes a lot after me plus long dwarf arms.

They're my pride and joy and their father holds my love. I wouldn't have it any other way.

I hope for years to come

We can all cherish

"Mom?! You done writing in your journal?! I wanna go hunting!!!" Mylo whined

"I'm coming I'm coming! Go get your weapons, we're going big tonight" I chuckled.

"Why do you write in that anyway? It's not like you're going anywhere! You're too stubborn to die!"

"Yeah Yeah but it's for someone else to remember, maybe when we're all gone, maybe our descendants..." I winked.

"Telling them stories huh?" Sindri chuckled.

"One day our ways will be forgotten, and our love will be gone from this plain of living, someone has to do it. And by the Wandering Wolf the path has been laid!"

"I'd love to see what they will think of us" Margo smiled.

"Only time will tell for now let's go hunt for a momentous occasion! Happy birthday my dragonlings" I hug my twins.

"Thanks mom!" They chuckled.

"Let's go before Uncle Brok and Aunt Lunda get here!" Mylo spoke up and ran out the door with Margo behind him.

"They grow up so fast" Sindri wrapped his arm around my waist, free of his glove.

"Too fast if you ask me, We'll be back before sundown" I kissed his lips as I ran after them. Sindri waved us good-bye as the bright sun greeted us to a new dawn.

A New Life

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Year In Review

I posted 807 times in 2022

140 posts created (17%)

667 posts reblogged (83%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 275 of my posts in 2022

#sleepover celebration - 51 posts

#ask a mutant - 45 posts

#original female character - 36 posts

#sleepover thirst - 33 posts

#timeless warrior - 31 posts

#elrond - 26 posts

#lotr - 26 posts

#all my mutants in a queue - 25 posts

#lord of the rings - 23 posts

#fanfic - 22 posts

Longest Tag: 82 characters

#but if i was on my period i'd end them before they sat down bc hunger and hormones

(Soooo.....that is not even one of mine. Tumblr grabbed a tag no doubt from a post I reblogged as my longest tag 🤦‍♀️😂)

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#5

Update

Hey all! My stories are slow to come out right now due to me having Covid. I have the vaccines and booster, so now I just need to ride it out.

Thank you for your patience.

💙 Marvelous Mutant

26 notes - Posted June 15, 2022

#4

Just A Moment In Time

Everett Ross x Black Fem!Reader - Unknown Chapters

Work Summary: Sequel to Agent or Princess, part 2 of Royal Agency. Reader and Everett need a vacation. So they leave to see Reader’s family in Wakanda, where Reader has a happy surprise waiting for Everett.

Requested by @tallulahchanel​​ (she also did the amazing mood board!)​

Chapter 1: Time Away

Summary: Reader convinces Everett that they need a vacation. So they go to a country that has already welcomed them with open arms.

Notes: umhlobo = friend

Hopefully, I got the write translation. Please let me know if I need to fix it.

“Everett, please! We need this!”

“We just went on vacation!”

You threw your hands in the air. “Two years ago after I first moved in! We are long overdue.”

Everett signed and looked up from his desk. You had come into your shared office to approach the idea of getting away. Needless to say, it wasn’t going well.

“What’s going on, ___? I’ve never seen you this wound up before.”

You sighed as you moved closer to his desk. “I- I’ve been feeling buried at work lately. The Avengers are doing what they can with how few of them there are and I almost feel like I live at the compound. And you’ve been working overtime with the new recruits. We barely even have date nights anymore, Ev.”

He ran his hands over his face before sitting back in his chair. “You’re right. You’re right. We live under the same roof and yet it seems like we see each other less.”

Smiling, you walked around his desk and sat on the edge next to his chair. “Which is why we need to get away. Let Robins train the new agents.”

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26 notes - Posted March 28, 2022

#3

Hello! May I request a fic of fem!Reader being married to Ser Jorah Mormont (like after his divorce from Lynesse Hightower, fem!Reader and Jorah fall in love and get married) and Reader is as devoted and loving to Jorah and he is to her no matter the trials they go through (I just want some fluff)?

I just love writing for Jorah. This is a little short, but hopefully I can write more for him soon (outside of Queen’s Guard, lol!)

The Bear and the Maiden Fair: Jorah Mormont x Fem!Reader

Jorah never thought he would see the day, when he could be happy again. But here he was...with you. He can barely remember when you met, but the how stands out: Khaleesi.

It was so long ago, in the Western Market of Vaes Dothrak, that he first saw you. The Western Market was not one he had frequented as the traders were from lands such as Yi Ti, Qarth, and Asshai. The latter where you had hailed from. But Daenerys was curious about the food and wine you were selling and so often she went, dragging her Bear along. 

When you first laid eyes on Jorah, you were struck by how handsome he was, and Daenerys noticed that. So she asked questions about where you were from for Jorah. But Asshai was a mysterious land that few in Westeros and Essos knew about. And at first, you didn’t want to fill in the gaps of knowledge, afraid it would chase the Bear off.

But Jorah provided to be far more stubborn than you realized. Almost more than you were. And Daenerys could see it. She wanted her longest supporter to be happy and so she would frequent the Western Market. Which meant Jorah frequented as well, wanting to protect her while Khal Drogo was gone hunting.

It wasn’t long before you and the Bear became close. You were the one who convinced Jorah to be honest with Daenerys. You were the one who talked Drogo down from killing him once the truth came out, explaining why Jorah did what he did and how he wasn’t the same man any more. You were the one who stood by his side to protect Daenerys from her brother, Viserys. 

And when the khalasar left Vaes Dothrak, you were by his side. Wanting to see more of the world west of the Dothraki sea. So of course, Daenerys did all she could to push you two together.

Now, you were the lady to the Master of Laws, living with Jorah inside the Red Keep. The wars were a blur, but now the realm was united under a dragon banner once again. 

“What is on that mind of yours, my love?”

Jorah turned at your voice, not able to help the smile that crossed his face. You were in a red gown trimmed in black. Since Jorah could no longer be the Lord of Bear Island, Daenerys had declared you both were her family and now dawned the colors of House Targaryen. And perhaps he was bias, but they looked good on you.

“I was merely thinking how incredibly lucky I was that our queen insisted on visiting the Western Market back in Vaes Dothrak,” his gravely voice was always comforting to you.

You smiled. “Lucky, indeed. Anyone else would have steered clear of our mysterious wares.”

Jorah chuckled as he pulled you close. “Very little would scare our queen away.”

“You, as well, it seems. The mysterious lady from the Shadow Lands of Asshai didn’t fighten the Bear of Westeros.”

“Never,” he leaned down to kiss your lips. Jorah couldn’t remember a time he was this happy and would do whatever it took to keep it.

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43 notes - Posted July 23, 2022

#2

of course, LOTR/TH men... elves... and men

Aragorn

Faramir

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47 notes - Posted June 18, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Gandalf’s Visitors

Lord Elrond x Fem!Reader - One-Shot

Summary: Gandalf comes to Imladris with a Company of thirteen Dwarves and a scared-looking Hobbit. Elrond’s wife, the reader, tries to bring peace between the two groups during dinner.

Requested by @middleearthsweetheart​

Notes: as mentioned before, all stories will now be links to AO3

Story here!

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59 notes - Posted March 17, 2022

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new ending for DBH bc it was complete and utter trash

not so much of a story per se but clearly more of an improved way of a disappointing & infuriating finish of ‘The divorced billionaire heiress’. Don’t look it up, you will just regret it.

so here is how it goes. I do it mostly bc a group member asked if I could ‘rewrite’ the ending in my own headcanon and the other reason is that I really want to forget what happened with that trash novel. it will not be a full-on dialogue thing (just reserved for my fanfics, not now at least). will make some parts out of it bc it might get too long and I don’t think I will come back to look for spelling errors. so deal with it. As for my group chat members: hope you enjoy this little thing here lol

anyway, here it goes.

Update: The english version just came out and we got the name for Chance's little brother. Ron will be renamed to Seth (Se for short). S already is used for selena so i had to use the next best option here. I will leave his name for the current parts but from part 3 onwards he will get his real name instead of this. and yes, Nicole's kids has his name translated as well but i keep him Named bully. Fits him better

The story goes on after Julie got her baby a few weeks later. the Stanton family gets ready for Kai and Julie to get back home from, the hosp. the new family of 3 had to stay for a bit longer. The reason will come soon don’t worry. Nicole orders the workers around to do stuff while the others chit-chat in the garden. their topic goes back to the moment Julie’s baby was born. 

flashback time: the Stanton family thought that Kai and Julie get a boy, but surprise, it is a girl. The couple hasn’t really thought of a good girl name yet bc their doctor says that they will get a son. after they talked to that one doctor he embarrassingly admitted that his nurses mixed up the documents and a person with a similar name was handed to him instead of the right one. Stanton’s family gets furious for no reason but J is just happy to have it all behind her. they still needed a name and Kai’s idea was to make a poll on the internet to choose their favorite. He gets chewed out by his dad and his idea was obviously dismissed. But b4 they could go any further the doctor comes back in with a specialist. Kai asks what they want and the others were asked to leave the room. although hesitant, they obeyed their orders and left them alone. a good 20 minutes or so later they finally see the door open

N's dad saw the 2 docs walking out and asked worried about what was going on. they get explained that the baby had a rare condition that passes down some generations. J's grandma, mom, and herself didn’t have it bc they got lucky. But luck runs out eventually and unfortunately, the girl has to deal with it. They checked the medical history of j's family and aside from a very distant cousin, no one was left of her family.

They contacted him and told him the situation but he only told them that he had the meds that helped him go through the condition and that he didn’t really care for j bc they never met anyway. And that he has his own life to manage. the body of the girl is weak but bc they found out about her illness early on she will not suffer her whole life. By the age of 4, she still needs to take the meds but they are just a few drops with a dessert spoon.

J and K are distraught but thanks to the hospital's research they could find the meds she needed in the future. J didnt want to do the poll still bc she doesnt want their baby girl to be exposed so early on. Especially if she is sick and who knows what the media does with this information. but they came up with some meh names, like Mona, Lena, Cindy, and so on. But j decided on the name Naomi (Na for short). the family like the name and the FB ends there

They continued to talk until the butler notified them of k's and the girls’ arrival. N gets the other kids from the playroom and they finally meet their new cousin. Bratty asked why he was so small but n corrected her that this was a girl. Bratty pouted bc she wanted a boy cousin instead. To which the grown-ups laugh, bc of course they do. Ct tells her that it wouldn’t be a bad thing to play with a girl for once instead only with boys. But she doesn’t see the problem with that. N's dad tells them that they installed the needed medical instruments for little Na so that they wont need to drive constantly to the hosp. They even made it look more kid-friendly.

Some days later Eric, a slightly pregnant Selena, and Chance come to visit to see the baby. The butler reluctantly let them in and Chance runs ahead to the living room. Tigger, who was back at the lab to get his system updated greeted him as he was a long-time friend. This makes Fisher mad for some reason, but do we care? J showed him her baby after he asked her politely.

But as soon as Chance's parents came into Tiggers sight he automatically started to calculate something, which makes everyone worried. As soon as he stopped his analysis he calls out '100% match' a few times which made na upset and starts crying. Kai asked his sister to make him stop and she tries for a few minutes until she could talk to him normally. A few seconds passed and Tigger looked very sad right after. they talked some more until c asked if na isn't feeling well bc she gets very pale. j & k panic but Grant tells them to go to the baby room. While they run up to the room Maverick tells everyone to calm down and talk while they have coffee. Selena asked what was going on and Aida explained to her what they heard at the hosp. S was shocked and offered her help if they ever needed anything. Chance plays with the other kids and Eric is on a phone call with Mitchell for work-related stuff.

In another room, n was talking to Tigger asking what he was doing a few minutes ago. Tigger confessed that his results made a mistake before his new update and that Selena wasn't in his data bc she was technically married at this point (Honestly i don’t remember much of when he does this so let’s just play along, ok?). And since she wasn’t single she was out of the question. He still liked eric but he and n weren’t really meant for each other. he apologized a few times but n assured him that it wasn’t that big of a deal. Besides, they got over each other and found their own partners. Not only that she got a new cousin out of it. So it won’t all too tragic in hindsight.

As the 2 of them got back n noticed that the other 2 were missing. But after putting the pieces together she didn’t bother asking questions and sat with them. S asked what this little robot was and grant explained in detail what his model is about and that some early paying customers already had their own and that the final model gets shipped out to sales next year. Eric asked if she wanted one herself. B4 she could refuse his offer Chance came up to them and asked if he could get one. Preferably a girl version. S couldn't say no to his cute face and finally agrees to one. They go over the deal and we cut to the bby room. K was having a bad time with the machinery until j pushes him away from them and tells him to let the nannies do it b4 he messes it up.

dome moments go by and the newly made parents finally came down with na. C and Lv (Levi) run up to them and c asked if she was ok. J explains that she got a bit better but she will need to do this 4 times a day b4 she can go to take her meds at age 4. They chit-chatted a few more moments b4 we cut to the next day

lv visited c at s's new bar bc the whole fam and the workers needed to make sure the opening goes off without a hitch. And e won’t let his expecting wife do the heavy lifting. But she does it anyway. After some more arguing they compromised that she will only do the checkups if he works out a theme with c in the meantime. While e wasn’t too keen of this idea he finally agreed as he saw that she was about to lift a big box.

lv offered his help as well but s used an excuse to lure him away. C and e weren’t really seeing eye to eye for what theme they wanted to use. E found his son’s idea too childish and c didn’t want the bar to look like a boring building. As they worked out the ideas, e finally warmed up to him as he listened to his son more carefully.

Lv asked s if she tricked him so the 2 can be alone. S just smirks at the boy and continues her checkups. the duo eventually agrees on a theme that works with the bar and the fam (you can use your imagination for this one). The night of the opening comes and N and a few of her friends come along to support Selena. They all had a good time and the story get a 10 month skip.

that’s for part 1

[schnaf]

@loveyouhomex tagged me, thank you ♥

1. Why did you choose your url?

short version: i used it on another site before. long version: one time, when i was really bored at school, i doodled some animals and everything felt normal, but then i realized the animal i doodled wasn't a regular animal but a sheep - snail hybrid - a schnaf in german, if you will. a few days later, i decided to make a new account on my first (and up to that point only) fanfic site because after one year, i felt like i needed a new start. but it felt rather temporary - i left the old account after not that long either and i thought i'd stay on the new account even shorter. so i just picked a random name - the animal i came up with a few days before. joke's on me, it became my identity.

2. Any side blogs?

yeah, i have a football side blog where i posted pics i took at matches, i have a side blog for a former fandom but i lost interest in it as soon as i created the side blog so... sorry, no new side blogs for fandom, i'm a one blog mess once again ♥ also several shared blogs for projects and stuff

3. How long have you been on Tumblr?

i deserve senior discount and stuff, it's been a bit over 11 years now

4. Do you have a queue tag?

i once used a word, then i used q, then i decided to just let people know EVERYTHING is on queue here. also if i'm actually online and posting... no i'm not ♥

5. Why did you start your blog in the first place?

a friend of mine had tumblr and she always sent me posts of cute animals and footballers and one day i was like "ah imma join the source" - again, it didn't feel like a big decision and i didn't think it'd last that long

6. Why did you choose your icon/pfp?

it's a screenshot from this video

gaon was insane for this. that's all.

7. Why did you choose your header?

it's from the hair cut mv and it's just such a peak scene....... THE VIBES THE COLORS the two pretty bois hehe. added bonus is gaon's "welcome" but well, couldn't put that into a gif.

8. What’s your post with the most notes?

it's a sernando gifset 😭😭 a friend back then was like "oh there was a sernando moment right now" so i looked it up immediately and was like "you know what? imma make a gifset right away" and it still gets notes nowaday, even though it was such a short moment and rather low effort

9. How many mutuals do you have?

almost all the people i follow are mutuals, that's very nice ♥

10. How many followers do you have?

quite a bunch ♥

11. How many people do you follow?

a few less than follow me

12. Have you ever made a shit post?

have i ever not made a shit post

13. How often do you use tumblr a day?

too often

14. Did you ever have a fight / argument with another blog?

👀 why would i, the most peaceful person on this webbed site, have an argument, let alone a fight, with someone on here. so yeah the answer is yes

15. How do you feel about the ‘you need to reblog posts’?

the good old "reblog this or you're a shitty person" stuff sucked, but it almost died out? it got a little revival through the polls tho. currently, there are those instructions how to be a good blogger and how to avoid looking like a bot and it's like reblog stuff!!!! and oof. i mean it's valid but it's pretty annoying. also i don't want people to reblog stuff bcs they feel like they have to - they should do it on their own will. for example, sometimes, i feel like network people only reblog each others post and compliment each other because they have to (or feel like they have to) and oof that's pretty annoying. but 🐸☕

16. Do you like tag games?

it may not look like it because it takes me such a long time to answer them, but there's a reason why i keep them in my likes and answer them even after a long time ♥ so yesss!

17. Do you like ask games?

same as above!

18. Which of your tumblr mutuals is tumblr famous?

you shouldn't be famous on tumblr

19. Do you have a crush on a mutual?

i heard they're all on tumblr, that's pretty embarrassing, so... no ://

20. Tags

@jcamilov06, @blacks-phoenix, @sunshine304, @ker-sunshine, @eyes-of-simha, @xjungsu, @todaviia, @manuelmueller, @chipsyio and @jorzuela - do itttt ♥